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5 - Merry Christmas..? Part 1

Harry was finding no answers to any of the questions that his mind kept on asking. 

The moment the Potter family had returned to the Manor, Lily and James had immediately walked away without speaking a word to Harry or Alex, before shutting themselves in James' office. Harry and Alex had looked at each other in confusion, before Alex went off to see his parents. 

Harry went to his bedroom, dragging his things behind him as his mind milled through many possibilities, none of which made any sense. When he arrived in his room, he unpacked all of his things before laying on his bed, contemplating the whole ordeal. 

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Alex knocked on his father's office door, hearing the muffled voices inside quiet down, before the door opened. James was standing in the doorway. 

"What's up, kiddo?" James said to his son, appearing only somewhat like his normal, carefree self. "Is there something bothering you?"

The younger Potter couldn't believe his father. Wasn't it so obvious that something was up with them? They weren't exactly being casual in their behaviour - for Christ's sake, even Lily wasn't speaking to Harry, and she tended to spend the majority of her time gushing over him. 

Alex played dumb. "Well no," He murmured, "But I figured since I haven't seen you in six months... Maybe we should talk?"

James furrowed his eyebrows in concern and slight confusion, before turning to something that Alex couldn't see from behind the door, before turning back to Alex. "Yeah, sure. I'll be out in a minute, just gotta finish a quick discussion. Meet me in the lounge?"

The door shut as Alex nodded, but he only stood in front of the door briefly to hear the quietness in the room continue, although slight words could be heard but couldn't be made out. Of course his dad was smart enough to put up a muffling charm. 

Alex walked to the lounge, drinking in the nostalgia of seeing his house after so many months, and ran his hand over the dozens of tomes that lined the room. They were all dusty, showing signs of neglect, and Alex chuckled at the the thought that the only reason they were dusty was because Harry hadn't been home. Harry cherished each and every one of those books - Alex wondered how he hadn't guessed that Harry was a completely obvious choice for Ravenclaw earlier?

Thinking of Harry made Alex feel indecisive. His brother had an odd affect on him, but he could only imagine that all siblings had an on-and-off relationship. Alex hated to think that there could be any animosity between him and his brother - they had always been inseparable - but now Alex saw that their personalities weren't just completely opposite, but they didn't mesh well. 

Alex wasn't going to let their differences stop them from having strong bonds, however. He would always embrace his brother with open arms, no matter what. He could only hope that Harry would do the same. 

Since Halloween, Alex had stopped in his bullying ways, and had separated himself from Ron - if only slightly. It was enough to completely separate himself from the bullying - although he still appreciated Ron's true Gryffindor personality and the way that Ron was loyal to a fault. Harry had obviously been happy to see that Alex had done this, and had begun talking to him much more. 

Alex sat in the large chair in front of the fire, and smiled as he thought of Hogwarts. Over the months, he had formed a small group of friends that surprisingly meshed very well together. 

Hermione Granger, the girl who Ron and Alex had driven into the bathroom, had forgiven them very quickly after the whole troll incident, and actually became friends with them. After getting her overbearing personality, Hermione was quite sweet and only had the best interest of everyone else in mind as she made decisions.